^1Praise God: ye servants of the Lord,
O praise, the Lord's name praise.
^2Yea, blessed be the name of God
from this time forth always.
^3From rising sun to where it sets,
God's name is to be prais'd.
^4Above all nations God is high,
'bove heav'ns his glory rais'd.
^5Unto the Lord our God that dwells
on high, who can compare?
^6Himself that humbleth things to see
in heav'n and earth that are.
^7He from the dust doth raise the poor,
that very low doth lie;
And from the dunghill lifts the man
oppress'd with poverty;
^8That he may highly him advance,
and with the princes set;
With those that of his people are
the chief, ev'n princes great.
^9The barren woman house to keep
he maketh, and to be
Of sons a mother full of joy.
Praise to the Lord give ye.